Sleep Dream. I’m in the Springs to tape a radio show. It has rained, everything is wet. I am poking around in the car, driving about rather aimlessly. I get a phone call on my cell. It is Midge. „Where are you?!?“ she asks, quite upset. „What do you mean?“ I ask, surprised by the anger and hurt in her voice. „I’ve been waiting here at the station for over an hour!“ I suddenly realize that somehow I have lost track of time, that I have missed the recording time. „Midge, I am terribly sorry!“ I say. „I wlll be there in five minutes!“ „A lot of good that will do!“ I realize there is nothing I can say to explain my absence, since I myself don’t know how it happened that I was unaware of the time. „Midge, I’ll be there nonetheless!“ I drive to the station, confident that things will get worked out.